Survival of the impending zombie apocalypse is almost completely dependent on where you are. Guns and gear are an obvious necessity, but if biters are popping out of a dense forest — good luck turning around and attacking before they take a bite from your shoulder. This is no time for surprises.
If you're going to mount a tactical offense and establish a strong resistance against the undead, you want your geography to be a gymnasium.
With wide, open spaces like the mesa, dense hills and the desert, we'll see those undead bastards coming miles away.
Even if they attempted one of Sandia's gentler trails, at some point during their hike they'd shuffle over the edge and hopefully smash their brains on the way down.
We'd fail, of course.
Have we ever not been in a drought?
We have the first purpose-built commercial spaceport ready to jettison (some of) us into space. Beyond that I'm not sure what the plan is, but I bet the government has a secret base on Mars.
Or having to smother them like Will Smith in I Am Legend.
Underground. Off-the-grid. Reliant on the sun.
On the outside they look like a spaceship. And the interior? Gorgeous. None of that "roughing it" bullshit, if that's what you were thinking. We're riding out the zombie apocalypse in style.
Although any sight will be an improvement to the flaming cars and mutilated bodies we'll be accustomed to, it's nice to know that our ancient pueblo ruins come with a view.
The six caves were undetected for centuries, thanks to the topography of southwestern New Mexico.
More folks here own hot-air balloons than you'd think.